"And I think this is a demonic plot," he hisses back at her, "to convince me to let my guard down."

I agree with Anevia, you look like you need a Restoration or something. Alternately, around that corner there's a demon coming this way, it's all by itself, you could go kill it?

Hulrun gives her a scathingly suspicious look. 

"Prelate, you'll kill far more of our enemies if you're possessed with all of your strength."

A bona fide demon ambles around the corner, sees them all, and turns to run.

Anevia will try to get a shot in as it flees but it'll probably flee successfully. "Sleep it," she tells Ember.

"But it's running away!"

"Yeah, to hurt other people who are softer targets -" And it's gone.

Yeah, if it didn't want to hurt anyone it probably could have stayed home, Ember.

"I think demons are sometimes very confused and don't know what they want," declares Ember, which gets Hulrun to glare at her. 

"Do I know you?"

"When my father and I arrived in Kenabres, you thought we were enemies of the city, so you burned us at the stake. I understand how it happened, and I forgive you. You were doing your best."

Iomedae... goes in for burning people at the stake?

No!!! 

"The Third Crusade was an atrocity and a horrible mistake and I didn't in fact know until just now that it involved burning any children -"

"It was a paladin of Iomedae who dragged me out of the flames, because he realized it was a mistake," Ember says. "Following a god isn't what makes us do the right thing, or the wrong one."

I mean, yeah, but I'm from very far away and trying to orient to what things are individual actors doing things their god wouldn't countenance and which things are institutional. Uh, Hulrun, I reiterate that you seriously seem to need healing or something, if you aren't going to go after demons when I point them out then going and getting that handled is absolutely next.

"We'll walk in front, if you're worried this is a demonic ambush attempt."

"Of course this is a demonic ambush attempt," Hulrun says flatly. "I have been at this for more than forty years and everything strange or bizarre or hopeful or new is always a demonic ambush attempt. Or a distraction by traitors. What's more likely about your new psion friend: that psions actually exist after all, or that demons, which often have telepathy, are pretending to be one? Oh, how her demon buddies must giggle when they 'betray their location' to her."

Anevia starts walking. "That was my first thought too, honestly."

Uh, yikes? Should I be getting out of town before there's a mob in love with that idea? I'm a human! Lots of humans are psions where I grew up!

"So what I did," Anevia continues, "is that when she offered to use her psion powers to soothe my pain and help me fall asleep, I pulled Seelah aside and said, look, anything happens, Bella's probably bad news. And instead she just did what she said, and kept doing that."

"Also the angel sword did choose her and let her smite a demon that was otherwise going to rip us to bits."

Last time I checked I pinged neutral good.

"Which makes one of her and Hulrun that's Good. Just saying."

"No one asked you, thief," says one of Hulrun's anxiously trailing guards.